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The blog world is filled with serious readers who love to write about books, and 95% of them have pictures of their cats on their site. Fifty percent of those have pictures of their dead cats. RIP Butterball 1999-2011. These bloggers are serious about their craft, and I’m thankful for the ones who take time to consider my work. But as a guy who doesn’t write about vampires, werewolves, post-apocalyptic America, bodice ripping, or vampires screwing bodice-ripping werewolves in post-apocalyptic America, the list of bloggers interested in reading my books is a bit small. My first novel was centered around a porn store in a small town. My second novel is about a kid who inadvertently becomes an oxycontin delivery boy in a small town in Kentucky. There’s no vampire or bodice in either story. I thought about putting a picture of a Russian blue cat on my next book cover to generate more blogging interest, but that didn’t seem right.